Alma record. (Alma, Mich.) 1878-1928, 1887-01-28

Uncle John mustn't be lett to die I
alone"
But what can we dop" said Helen,
we can bring him here.
"NO,' said Saba. 1T would break
his heart to take him away from the
pine forest. We must go to him."
And all starve together?' said
Helen. Il don't see that would he
much of an Improvement on the pres
ent state Of things.
LISTEN sa d Saba. lifting an au-
thortatve foreinger. From triilng
sen ority in wears. and "A somewhat
greater experience in the world OF
in the trio. Il can do the housework
for Uncle John.
Yes said Helen.
'Of course said little Kate. "And
if he hasn't been obliged to sell the
COW. we can perhaps have real creamy
milk. and now and then little cottage
cheese. oh, wouldn't that be splen-
did?'
Helen could make bonnets for the
farmers wives" suggested Saba. ''lhe
women out there know what a pretty
bonnet is as good as any one, only they
cant get it. y
Bravo" cried Helen, clapping her
hands. Il do think | have rather
genius for the business.
And little Kate could go out sewing
by the day, among the nclghbors, ad
ded Saba, cor help around in soap
making and preserving time. There
are a good many who would pay fifty
cents "a day and board for good ntelli-
gent help And that is "A deal more
than she earns here
Little { ate looked rather sober.
IL have my doubts about that plan
working, said She. But ! couldn't
stay here. away from you. If YOU all
90, why, SO will |.
Then, went on Saba. 'I've laid up
SIX dollars towards winter cloak. I'm
Gle John wants it more than | do. I'll
keep it for II IN.
There is my ten dollars IN the saw
ings- bank. added Helen. II d d want
"A pair of thick boots and a warm win
ter shawl. But if Uncle John ; really
in need '--- Il haven't saved any
money, sa d little Kate. Sorrowfully.
How could |, with my WAGES of TWO
dollas Il week? But will do all | can
to help
You are dear. generous girls.
both of YOU. "a q Saba. 1t may be a
Little hard lust at first, ut it j. clearly
our duty to 90 10 Uncle John. And |
w II write and tell h m this very n ght. ~
"Do. sa d Helen. Il Il borrow Miss
/ Glitch ink bottle. and there are pen
and two sheets of paper in the wash
stand drawer. can buy postage
stamp at the druggists on the corner.
Wouldn't postal card be cheap
err sad " Sc little Kate.
But Saba shook her head.
w ould you put Uncle John' power
ty on 4 postal card, for all the world
to read said she.
And little Kate answered, somewhat
abashed
II didn't think of that. only
thought of economizing a cent. | won
der 1 the time VIII ever come when we
don't have to think Of saving
And little Kate put on her bonnet
and tripped around 10 the druggist :
where one particular clerk put himself
out TO wait on her
'She has got face like a daisy.
SAID the druggists clerk. IF ever
marry | should like wife Ike her.
No. she : not much of a customer OF
ours. but have seen her at church
meet nCs. and | walk home with
her sonnet mes of an evening. She
lives in Timm's tenement-house with
her sister and cousin. and works in
Gracev's store. That's all know
about her. But she always makes one
think of wlldhower.
Uncle John Javcox was sitting by the
fresde when his niece's letter came
The fire of birch logs blazed gloriously
up the chimney. a pair of fat home
run candles glittered on the table. Ii
all the room here was no evidence o
gr.png poverty.
Yes. " SAID Uncle John, to tai
young man who sat oppoS te, Il cues
IN have YOU here TO run the farm fol
me. Israel Peniicld. It's gett n toe
much for me TO manage alone. But a
for some woman 10 keep house for me
now that Ana tas a CIR X~on has beel
fool enou- h to marry old SIM son
En- what a letter? I'm very mucl
obIpcoed to YOU. Mrs. Pnknevl StoI
and take "a VAIN while ! read it, an,
Ill get YOU basket of gilliLowcr az
, rles to carry home afterwards. The
, are est spil.n' to be eaten. them gill
, flowers"
: But a he pcrused his letter curiou
r expression stole over his rugged fea
= lures.
A "Sakes alive said he, stamping on
E foot on the lloor. What IN Great. o
D does this all mean? guess we II hay
]. enough hou,ekeePers. israel. Here
= my three eces from New York
; comm to live with me, because Mrs
t Pinkney here has writ EN- that "
lost my property. And heTre goir
to take care of me. Well, / swan"
# Il didn't W.T. te no sich! whine
d Mrs. Pinkuey, with an alarmed air. :
only said you was dreadful poor
a health | meant the lumbago and rhei
It matiz. | didn't say nothn' aboI
IS money
well. no matter what YOU said.
J. remarked ncle John. crumpling u
is the letter in his hand and staring at Il
ire The gals tn nix IN poor an